Wedding (1)

Gael

This forced distance and restlessness was not good. I wasn’t allowed to see Clara or the pups for a full day before the wedding. Agnes said it was tradition but it couldn’t make the ache in my chest disappear. I knew Clara had agreed to it too, which somehow made it worse. If she had protested, I could have argued. But she hadn’t. She wanted this to be done right. How could I argue that?

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